Chapter 760: Fever, Taking a Day Off

I have a fever, so I'm taking the day off.

"Who told you to touch my vernier caliper!" He scowled, furiously crouching down to pick up the caliper he had thrown on the ground.

A ruler is like a tiger—life and death are unpredictable! Wang An asked himself why he had answered the emperor's question, and what his purpose in answering was.

"The ghost infant's soul is too fragmented. Although I can piece it together now, I cannot truly merge it. To enter reincarnation, it still needs nourishment from the mother's body," Da Xi said.

Arriving at the ancestral temple, Wang An walked step by step toward the innermost shrine of the First Ancestor, the Yellow Emperor. But when guards rushed out and surrounded the entire Yellow Emperor shrine, Wang An's hair stood on end in fury, his eyes wide with rage, and he let out a long howl at the sky.

Seeing that he was still the same as before—panicking whenever she cried—Tang Shu cried louder and louder, until finally she let go completely, sobbing until her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

How could Cao Cao miss such a great opportunity? His left hand suddenly thrust out a sword. The tip of the Yitian Sword happened to strike the body of the Thousand Swords. The two clashed, and Wang Yue was knocked back two zhang, his tiger's mouth bleeding and his right hand completely unable to muster any strength.

Chang Qingtian was only at the peak of the Elite Soldier realm, yet Ye Fan could not budge Chang Qingtian's arm.

At that moment, everyone instinctively stepped back a few paces, holding their breath as they awaited the scene about to unfold.

Wei Yan was still confident in Hua Tuo's medical skills. After hearing this, he felt a little more reassured.

"This has nothing to do with you." Su Mo's steps did not stop at all; she kept walking toward her goal.

Upon hearing this, Yu Yun immediately regained confidence. Under Sikong Han's direction, she successfully cleared the level in no time.

Seeing this scene, Guan Yu wanted to urge his chestnut horse forward and finish off Xiahou Dun's life. However, at that moment, many soldiers were crowded around the East Gate area, making it impossible for him to get through anytime soon.

After dealing the cards, Jun Yao didn't let Bai Li Yawen reveal her hand. He casually flipped his own cards over himself, and ended up losing.

"Kurofuji Motomu! I've wanted to spar with you for a long time! Come on!" Jun Yao could never bring himself to hate the members of the Rising Sun Assassin Group. People like Wuying, Sakura Fallen Dance Maiden, and Kurofuji Motomu had all helped him greatly, so he never intended to harm them.

He never expected that this one reminder would nearly stir up a storm later on, and would further intensify the conflict between her and Tong'an.

Bai Li Yawen and Xue Ji only thought he was still upset over Zhuo Jun, so they didn't argue with him. Fortunately, there was plenty of work in the company, and once Jun Yao got busy, he was fine.

When they saw Zhen Mi's incense sedan chair, the thousands of people cheered like a tidal wave. Their expressions seemed even happier than if they themselves were getting married.

But inside the palace, there seemed to be some kind of protective measures. The palace was completely unscathed, and even the night pearls above were unharmed.

She still remembered how that man would always gently answer their endless questions, while he himself often stayed in the studio, staring blankly at the sky.

A large part of Zhao Xuan's strength came from his bloodline and artifacts. If he were stripped of these, his projection's only advantage would be sufficient magical power. After all, although he couldn't bring his bloodline talents, he could bring his formidable magical power. Even with only thirty percent of his magic, he still had more than most players.

The surrounding audience was completely dumbfounded, their faces full of shock. Meanwhile, Chen Liu and his group nonchalantly enjoyed watching the Second Master lose his temper.

"Forget it. Don't come out yet. Wait half an hour before leaving, to avoid letting people misunderstand about us. I'm the imperial son-in-law now, your brother-in-law." Jiang Xinyi turned back and commanded.

The meal was tasteless. When Li Ying walked out of the restaurant and looked up at the pitch-black night, not even a single star appeared. She felt as though they were watching her.

"Hmph." Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, shooting a glance at Wufeng and Wei Zimo. The meaning was obvious—telling them to get as far away as possible.

Su Xiazhi was too preoccupied with her own thoughts to realize that with one sentence she had won over a loyal follower. Although she now lived in ancient times, her basic respect for others was still the same as modern people's.

Mrs. Yang covered her face and wept, but dared not let herself make a sound. Then Lu Ruxue's voice rang out again.

A legendary-level Bone King at level 22 had been completely imprisoned within the sealing chamber of the Stratholme Mage Tower. How to deal with it now required brainstorming to come up with a practical solution.

When the monk learned that we were also people in this field, he couldn't help but bow deeply to us.

However, Shui Xi understood even more that this subtle overbearingness was the most piercing yet courteous response to Supreme Fan Li's words. It also signaled that the visitor's intention was to clash with the Celestial Palace.

But after colliding with the rotors of two helicopters, Leng Qingxue's helicopter had clearly suffered considerable damage. The nose had started to emit green smoke, mixed with a very unpleasant odor.

"Damn it, didn't leave a bit behind!" Bai Yu roared. He flapped his wings, chopped down all those stone racks, and collected them. After all, these were belongings of the Lord of Death City; taking them back would bring him face.

The Source of Life quickly wrapped around the flames. After the spiritual power, Li Ye pushed the Red Lotus into An Yao's body.

Apart from ordering Li Daozong, Li Ji, and Ashina Simo to strengthen their defenses, Li Shimin could only focus his attention and offer silent prayers.

A sky full of golden crosses radiated light, sweeping overwhelmingly toward Di Tian and the Nine-Headed King Snake. The snake's earlier words had deeply provoked them. They were elites of various families, yet in the mouth of that dragon-like mongrel, they were nothing but ants.

But the calmer things were, the more it signified something extraordinary. These were all shrewd, seasoned individuals. Even if their hearts were in turmoil, they would never reveal it easily.

As soon as the jade talisman left his hand, it burst into a dazzling spiritual light. Immediately, the surrounding natural energy rapidly and frantically converged toward the talisman, forming a huge vortex of spiritual power.